I called 911 later that day, suicide they said. They took his lifeless body to the morgue where he was later cremated and his ashes where placed in a cemetery. The funeral was short and his family only left me glares and hatred in there words. I was finally broken. Lost like a orphaned animal. Left to fend for myself. I fell into depression and had to pay for medication to stop it, but those pills never work, and never have. I feel so sad, sympathetic, angered for my lost. I blamed myself for a long time...
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It's been a month now and I'm all alone. My mind is still stuck on replay of my sadness. I walk around and wander my halls. I go to my room. But this day at this time the air was different. It was muggy and the air was cold. I look around to see what's up and find letters, unopened, scattered on the floor. All addressed to me."To my beloved Coral" my heart stops. Coral, I long to hear my name from his lips. But that can never happen.
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I open my first letter. "My dearest Coral, times are tough I know. I love you so but maybe these letters will help your heart. I have watched you. You cry, my love please don't waste your tears on me. I have many signs to show you if you ever need me. Just call my name and I'll be there." No...he did not just make the pain worse. No, I will not accept this. How dare he! Of all people, the one who's dead is the one making the pain worse. I bask in my rage as I scream his name. "DELEQUIN HOW DARE YOU MAKE THE PAIN GROW!" Delequin...it finally hit me. I haven't even said his name since his death. Suddenly the windows open wide and the wind blows in and in the rays of the sun creeping into the room is a figure of a man. It's him. "Delequin...?" My voice is shaking at this point. The figure moves his hand as if to say come closer. I can't move an inch, my body is frozen in place. But soon his figure moves with the sun. He fades and comes back into view. "W-w-what's going on.." I faint.
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I wake up later. The moon is up and is rays of light seep into the room. His figure is gone. I cry. "Why do you always leave my side...?" I get up and close my window and I collect the remaining letters but I see yet again a new letter. "How many god-damn letters am I gonna get from you Delequin?!" I'm irritated. This is pressing all my buttons. I go to my kitchen table, filthy from the lack of me cleaning, I make a little space for me and I open the letters. Each one is short and simple, except for the last one. They all are based on the same topic, except the last one. But what's so important about the last one? Why is it so different from the rest?
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I read this letter out loud for the world around me to hear. "Coral, I never mean any harm! Stop blaming me and yourself! Grow prosper! Please if you love me go and live, let me go. Please...." There's more, but the anger inside me stops me from continuing. What makes him think he has the right to tell me what to do, even if he is right. What an arrogant thing to do. My anger grows as I continue. "Please, I love you so much. I hope your heart can heal. I took my life and that hurt you, I'm so sorry. You probably hate me now. I know you do dear. I will explain everything later. But I'll show it in many ways. Make my story, our story come alive" wait our story? How did this turn into "our" story? I sigh in frustration and I go to bed.
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I lay in my bed and stare at the ceiling. Blank white canvas, I need to paint it. But my mind floats and I soon drift asleep. He's in my dreams. It's just me and him in a garden, alone. "I know your mad" the first words I hear.
"You don't even say hello coral? Pfff ok then buddy"
We laugh together. "Well fine, Coral, hello."
"Is this a dream?"
"Yes, but no" he replies
"So yes it's a dream but no because your here?"
"Yea..."
"...but that makes no sense"
"Yea I know"
He looks at me with his pale blue eyes. "Wake up my love"
Him and the scene disappear and I awaken once again. I tear up again. I'm sorry.
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A life without you
ParanormalI sit in my tree watching, waiting, waiting for you. After hours I finally give up, heart shattered, torn, ripped knowing I was the only one loving. Or so I thought as I walk back home to find you....
